I'm killing me a mandarin,
I'm sucking it quite dry,
It seems now to be getting thin,
Is there a reason why?
There's orange in my aura now,
Bubbles like fizzy pop,
It makes me start to wonder how,
I can take off the top.
I twist and turn my head about,
I wrench and pull and swear,
Then I give it such a clout,
I quite mess up my hair.
The blood that flows is nice and sweet,
I drink it down with glee,
A question now - straight to the meat:
Is this diablerie?
- Handel
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